Carl-Richard

It's not just about not falling asleep. Lying down makes you a bit too relaxed, which has a passive effect that affects the entire meditation. Say if you were to stand under a tree waiting for an apple to fall, what would you do to increase your chances of catching it? You would adopt a sort of ready-to-pounce stance while staring intensely at the apple. That's an extreme example of an alert state. Lying down is on the other extreme. Sitting upright is somewhere in the middle. You want to be able to catch the thoughts as they fall and not let them hit the back of your head Cultivating spacious awareness requires both alert concentration and relaxed openness. Pure relaxed openness is good for inducing sleep, but not as good for meditation.

Meditation is about finding the optimal balance between alertness and relaxation. Lying down is generally not conducive to that, but if you have big problems with sitting, lying down might produce better results. I've found that using a back support is helpful, but you have to be mindful about how you use it.

Backstory One of my roommates last year (who I no longer live with) was at that time a very disorganized stoner in the midst of a downward spiral, extremely similar to me back when I was very much a drug addict. He was smoking weed 24/7, stopped going to his job, and started getting into benzodiazepines (which I did a little bit but which wasn't a central part of my story). Now a few months later, after I moved to a new place with one of my current roommates who also lived at that old place, this current roommate told me that the guy has started taking heroin after his girlfriend broke up with him, and that he has been in and out of rehab trying to sell drugs to the guys in there (like fucking Jesse Pinkman). The dream Anyways, so the dream consisted of this guy being with me, my mom and my little brother in my mom's dining room. We had set the table and were ready to eat. My mom and my brother were sitting at the table and I was about to sit down. I was looking at the guy, telling him: "come, it's time to eat!", but he was just standing there a bit further away from us, staring at us with a distraught look on his face. Then he was overcome by some kind of suicidal rage, picked up a kitchen knife and started stabbing himself violently in the gut. We were all just staring in disbelief as he continued stabbing himself. The thing was that the knife was very dull, so it didn't really do much. As he noticed the failure of his efforts, he instead tried to slit his wrists, but that didn't work either. I then tried to grab the knife from him and eventually pinned him down to the ground and started beating the living shit out of him until he dropped the knife. After that, I spent the rest of the dream on the run, as he was trying to kill me. Interpretation One way to interpret this dream is that he represented a version of me that didn't make the transition out of the downwards spiral, and that him doing everything he could to hurt himself right in front of my family was a symbol of how the downward spiral consists of you constantly hurting yourself while your family is watching you in disbelief without knowing what to do. Me having to attack and disarm myself symbolizes how it's ultimately only me who can stop hurting myself. And finally, me spending the next parts of the dream trying to avoid myself symbolizes how I'm still trying to avoid that aspect of myself to this day, afraid that it might kill me. Also, I felt that the distraught look on his face came from a feeling of jealousy, of how this current version of myself is now absolutely loved by my family, while he was getting all these looks of concern and pity, this pathetic drug addict in front of them who is not able to come to the table.

That also says something

Yeah, and there is no reason to spend even one second to doubt why that is the case.

@something_else The fact that you feel apprehensive about expressing your doubt that a heavy psychedelics user was actually able to turn into an alien says something.

@Esoteric ^Probably wise.

@Thought Art @something_else @QandC You don't need to trick yourself into believing something you don't, and you don't need to follow anyone.

Very grounded guy

I'm actually on the West coast of Norway, so I would have to traverse great mountains and scary trolls to get over to you ;/

When someone smokes weed in Sweden, I can smell it ?

"YOu'rE jERkiNG oFF tO yOUrsELF " - Geo Lura

Make Actualized babies. Leo won't. Someone has to

Mine

It represents the ideal family life. The drug addict was not ready to join in and "step up to the table" (literally and figuratively). To sit at the table means to take part in the company, to choose your place and fill your role (and the fruits and responsibilities associated with that), to be seen as an equal rather than a burden.

My cap was caught in the wind and I grabbed it in mid-air, then lost steering, flew over the steering wheel and landed on my feet while running and almost falling. I never fall though

I did respond to it, just not the interpretation. Prophetic dreams creep me out. I had a near accident on an electric scooter today and I thought about your dream afterwards

I'm sorry. I just didn't know how to respond to it

@Someone here I had an interesting dream last night which is very likely related to this. First some backstory: One of my roommates last year (who I no longer live with) was at that time a very disorganized stoner in the midst of a downward spiral, extremely similar to me back when I was very much a drug addict. He was smoking weed 24/7, stopped going to his job, and started getting into benzodiazepines (which I did a little bit but which wasn't a central part of my story). Now a few months later, after moving to a new place with one of my current roommates who also lived at that old place, this current roommate told me that the guy has started taking heroin after his girlfriend broke up with him, and that he has been in and out of rehab trying to sell drugs to the guys in there (like fucking Jesse Pinkman). The dream Anyways, so the dream consisted of this guy being with me, my mom and my little brother in my mom's dining room. We had set the table and were ready to eat. My mom and my brother were sitting at the table and I was about to sit down. I was looking at the guy, telling him: "come, it's time to eat!", but he was just standing there a bit further away from us, staring at us with a distraught look on his face. Then he was overcome by some kind of suicidal rage, picked up a kitchen knife and started stabbing himself violently in the gut. We were all just staring in disbelief as he continued stabbing himself. The thing was that the knife was for some reason very dull, so it didn't really do much. As he noticed the failure of his efforts, he instead tried to slit his wrists, but that didn't work either. I then tried to grab the knife from him and eventually pinned him to the ground and started beating the living shit out of him to get him to drop the knife. Finally he did, and after that, I spent the next part of the dream on the run frantically trying to avoid him, as he was hunting me down trying to kill me. Interpretation One way to interpret this dream is that he represented a version of me that didn't make the transition out of the downwards spiral, and that him doing everything he could to hurt himself right in front of my family was a symbol of how the downward spiral consists of you constantly hurting yourself while your family is watching you in disbelief without knowing what to do. Me having to attack and disarm myself symbolizes how it's ultimately only me who can stop hurting myself. And finally, me spending the next parts of the dream trying to avoid myself symbolizes how I'm still trying to avoid that aspect of myself to this day. Also, I felt that the distraught look on his face came from a feeling of jealousy, of how this current version of myself is now absolutely loved by my family, while he was getting all these looks of concern and pity, this pathetic drug addict in front of them who is not able to come to the table.

Postmodernity, meta-irony.

My point is that an evolutionary stage theory doesn't make sense. It's way too complex. Phylogenetic theories and ontogenetic theories make sense.

Ah. It was a weird pose, didn't get the Ronnie vibes ? Ronnie is a ninja turtle.

@Jannes Big Ramy? I can see that thickness from a mile away